A Very Special Mother's Day

A Very Special Mother’s Day
By Andy Brown

Yes, I do remember you
The scent of beer and cigarettes
Are hard to forget.
Daddy doesn’t like you around much
But you bring such pleasure to mommy.

No, I don’t quite remember anymore
What happened on that fateful day
Is easy to forget.
Your hand traces along the cleavage
That divides my family.

One day you won’t remember me
I’ll just be another face
But now it’s hard to forget
How my tiny fingers
Found the trigger that day.

I can’t seem to remember much
About the trial anymore
With my memory, it’s easy to forget.
One old life gone, one new life here, and one life changed
On that very special mother’s day.

Of course, daddy remembers
He isn’t one
To forget a face.
This house is awful empty
With everyone in it.